A sleepless Saturday night, now Sunday morning (insomnia, not drug or party induced... I'm entirely too old for that silliness, sadly). So, after counting Sheep, consuming NyQuil and a lullaby put to Barry Manilow's Greatest Hits failed to do the trick, I sat here...in front of this glowing box in my office at Home, and started fishing for something interesting to pass the time.
 
  Imagine my surprise to find a now 10 year old Blog that I myself created to post and discuss various Commodity Markets, Trends and Trades 10 years ago. It's like stumbling over an old Photo Album. I find myself uncomfortably afraid to peek at some of my old ideas, assumptions, predictions about how the future would unravel, and yes, marvel at what my hair looked like back then (still have all of it, thankfully...it was just really long).

  After surfing a dozen or so old posts, I was reassured of my indisputable Genius, and decide to resurrect this old ill fated Blog nobody but my dearest Friends and Family ever visited ten years ago (literally 6 [six] "Followers").
 
  I still trade Oil, Gas and an assortment of other volatile Commodity Futures that, if you threw a lit book of matches into any one of them, you would certainly make the News...if not the FBI's Most Wanted List..

  It's a life long affliction that I promise to never outgrow. It's part of me after nearly 30 years of up, down and sideways jubilee and gyrations, but I'm still standing - and still love jumping out of bed (when I actually do sleep) to see what's trading where, when - for how much or little, and trying to carve a living out of an angle or two I see as being under (or over) valued.

  I buy and sell Futures contracts... So should you. Hopefully I can help walk you down that isle. Portfolios don't protect themselves, it requires as much, but not a whole lot more attention to the same detail you find the time for when purchasing a House, Car or anything else you may be stuck with medium to long term. The rewards are worth the work it takes to "see" what the bigs - (Large Refineries & Investment Banks mostly) do to create - and control value.

  For nearly three decades I had, (literally) - two (2) - clients. Both of them - knife in the Jugular competitors in their space, but, thankfully for me, needed Jet Fuel for the fleet of Airplanes they maintained Globally, as well as Low Sulfur Diesel (D2), to fuel the trucks that pick those parcels up and deliver said packages to peeps like you and me here there and everywhere.

It's was a juicy contract, sadly I only had a small sliver of, but 1% of a few Billion bucks a Month, is still worth the effort. You'll just have to trust me on that one.
 
  Truth be told, my two Brothers (one older, one younger) are FAR better suited to write anything worth reading. One actually is a Writer (notice how I capitalized that shit), and the other, I shit you not, was a Harvard Professor. Between the two of them they speak a half dozen or more Languages, write eloquently and express their ideas exponentially better than than I ever could. I have a hard enough time with English.
 
  We actually couldn't be more different. They went to Ivy League Schools (Caps Lock that shit), and I enlisted in the Army...RANGER, Paratrooper, Special Forces. Something about jumping out of perfectly good airplanes and blowing shit up really appealed to me as an 18 year old. Still does matter of fact.
 
  Truth is, I was a tourist in the Service. I did the minimum... but had the Honor of being in close proximity and serving with Men who ran the distance...actual MoFos...and I NEVER use that term loosely. They are the 1% of an already small 1% Service wide. I hope some of those Financially challenged Comrades in arms read - and use this blueprint to retire comfortably. I've tried that retirement thing... and failed...can't do it.

  Enough about that...let's look at some charts, exchange Ideas and follow the Money...which, after 30 years on the front lines of Capitalism - from the "arena" on the floor of what was once the New York Mercantile Exchange (NYMEX), to the stuffiest, most high-browed "Boutique" Hedge Fund Desks from NYC, Greenwich CT, Houston, Rotterdam, Dubai and back. 

  Don't let any of this intimidate you... it's all about the Game frankly...and all of this, Life inclusive, is a game. We play it with each other, with our Vacation pics, FB Status updates and Honor Student bumper stickers every day. You know who you are...and that's okay. We are all someone today that sees themselves in between two realities. Look over one shoulder and you're the person you USED to be 10, 15, 20 years ago...and if you ever did anything in your life worth fighting for - or regretting, you know what I mean when I say you are never that same person again. Look over the other  shoulder 10 years from now, and it doesn't even remotely resemble the stack of beliefs you identify with today.

 Where is now?...where does the Economy go when the inevitable paradigm shift gets traction. I hope to help my 5 or 6 followers navigate that shit show with marked success. After all, I've only called 3 out of the 3 Crashes in my Lifetime. Yes...#4 is coming. 2020.

We have a lot of ground to cover in whatever time we are allotted on this big blue marble so...

  Let's get to it...